#uzui world domination

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Hi there, can you please do Yandere Thor, Poseidon, Loki and possibly Hercules to Female Yoriichi Reader? The creator of the Sun Breathing and the other Breathing Forms, who always has a solemn expression and is known as the Strongest Demon Slayer to ever exist (She has access to the Transparent World and can use the Selfless State) but despite this she’s incredibly humble seeing herself as just another human and not even special, despite her extraordinary skills

Yoriichi gave Muzan such severe PTSD from 400 YEARS ago that his Upper Moons will go through his trauma just from seeing TANJIRO (And it’s STILL severely traumatic to him 😂)

Or

Yandere Shiva, Loki, Buddha and Hercules with Female Tengen Uzui Reader from KNY? How do you think they would react to Reader calling herself ‘Goddess of Festivals/Flashiness’ and calling others (Even GODS) ‘Trash’ and having 3 HUSBANDS 💀

Sorry if this is a lot! I just think Demon Slayer Characters are super cool, especially the Hashiras (The Swordsmith Village Arc is going to be released sometime in April! 🥹🤩)

Thor, Poseidon, and Loki + Fem! Yoriichi Tsugikuni! Reader:

One of these three gods stands on one side of the arena, their grand entrance causing a ruckus of enthusiastic roars and cheers from the side of the gods while the humans side shook with terror. They look at the other side, confident and ready to see the pitiful mortal that Brunhilde had served to them on a silver platter. It was a woman.

She makes no flashy entrance, her clothes are rather average, and her face does not seem scared but nor does it seem too cocky. Her (e/c) eyes are serene and her (h/c) hair was rather average looking. She was a regular looking human, nothing special. Aside from the strange looking birthmark on her left eye.

"AND IF YOU LOOK OVER FOLKS, THE NEXT FOOL WHO WILL BE CHALLENGING THE GODS IS A SWORDSWOMAN WHO DOMINATED THE SENGOKU ERA-"

"Please." The (h/c) haired woman interrupts, Heimdall goes silent and so does everyone else, unsheathing her sword, she looks at Heimdall with a composed look on her face, it was not unkind, "I do not need such an introduction. I am a human like the rest of my kind."

She then gets into her defensive stance and narrows her eyes at her divine opponent.

"And I shall do whatever it takes to save them."

The god you're against either glares at you, smiles at you, or raises an eyebrow at you. Either way, Heimdall recovers his voice:

"LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, (Y/N) (L/N), THE SUN BREATHING SWORD ARTIST AND MOTHER OF ALL BREATHING METHODS. NIGHTMARE OF MUZAN KIBUTSUJI AND THE STRONGEST HASHIRA HUMANITY HAS KNOWN!"

"So that's who you are," the God thinks to himself as you maintain unbreakable eye contact, "that hardly matters."

Yandere! Thor:

- Thor doesn't think much of you when you step into the arena, not because you're a human, but because he has yet to see you fight. You seem unfazed by him but he doesn't truly know that for sure. You are not unattractive but you're nothing special in his eyes.

- What a fool he was, because the moment the battle begins, he sees that you aren't just beautiful, you're absolutely heavenly. When you take your first breath, you take away his as large solar fires soon appear around you and you make your attack.

"What is this?" He asks himself in his head, using his Mjölnir to block another close sneak attack blow from your sword. The clashing of your weapon and his own makes his heart do flips in his chest, "Why...why do I feel like this?"

You then decided to be bold and you quickly, nearly teleported with the speed you were going, appear in front of him and your eyes glint, reflecting off your blade as you try to slash him. His eyes soften when they see you and his blood thirsty smile softens as your eyes lock onto his. There was fire in your eyes...no...the sun itself glowed in them. Powerful, burning, yet composed.

"What has she done to me?" He thinks, and you're not sure if it's from the intensity of the battle but his cheeks appear to be dusted the lightest color of pink.

- Your fight ends in a draw, the both of are so tired that you neither of you can move a muscle. Both God's and Humans are shocked at the results but Thor couldn't be happier.

- He just found his soulmate, he thinks to himself as you try to use your sword to get up and fight him again. His smile turns into a loving one as you struggle to get close to him, not that he can judge since he can also barely move, and he loves it! In fact, he now knows that he loves you.

- You will be his! You have to be, surely you were created to match him in power and strength because you were meant to be with him. After being fixed up and bandaged, he must seek you out, he must find you!

- Since then, the God of Thunder has been keeping his eye on you, his beautiful Sun. How you appear unreadable at first but if someone truly read you, truly attempted to understand what a complex and beautiful person you are like Thor has; they can see that you're more than a human...You're humble, you're kind, and you're dutiful. Honorable like him and share the same values, this only seals your fate to him even more.

- Odin notices how during other God's battles that his son scans the human's side, his eyes desperately searching for someone in the crowd. Thor knows for a fact that you always come to watch your fellow Human's matches in person and when his eyes land on you, that adrenaline kicks in and Loki and Odin stare at him as a smile grows on his face.

- He does this every match, but even then, the time between matches is too long for him to see you again. He searches for you, Brunhilde having to confront him as she reminds him that the HUMAN champions reside here but he ignores her the moment he sees you walk down the hallway. He follows you quickly like how the moon chases the sun.

- You turn and see him and you politely bow your head to him. He frowns a bit in dissaproval, how could you bow your head to him as if he were a stranger, surely you had to feel the same feelings he was after your battle. How you two danced a brutal yet beautiful dance of life and death. You stare at each other for a bit before you muster a kind yet small smile, "I look forward to our rematch." and as a result, he nods with his usual stoic demeanor and you turn and walk to your room. Yes, he can't wait for your rematch either.

- Because one the day it takes place, Heimdall shocks everyone with his newest announcement.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WELCOME TO THE FIRST RAGNAROK REMATCH OF THR GOD OF THUNDER VS. THE LADY OF THE SUN. EXCEPT, THE CONDITIONS ARE DIFFERENT THIS TIME."

- You don't like the way the red-haired God smiles at you, it feels smug and ominous, and you paitently wait to hear this last minute change.

"IN THE CASE THAT OUR ESTEEMED PRINCE OF ASGARD WINS, HE HAS REQUESTED THAT INSTEAD OF SENDING (Y/N) TO NIFLHIEM THAT SHE IS TO BELONG TO HIM INSTEAD."

- You look at Brunhilde, who looks away shamefully and can not meet your gaze, and then you look at Thor. Who looks a lot more motivated to beat you this time.

Yandere! Poseidon:

- He wanted to roll his eyes when you interrupted him. What right did you have to act so humble? You're a human, what could you possibly have to be humble about? Being a mere ant he steps on on a daily basis?

- Fine, if you want a wake up call, he'll give you one. He waits for you to strike, it wouldn't hurt to give you an advantage since there's no way something as insignificant as you can beat him. Until you grip your nichirin blade and take a deep breath, suddenly the water arena evaporates into steam as intense flames surround you...no, not mere flames. It felt like the sun itself.

- You use the steam to sneak and attack the God, whose now even more annoyed than ever. Smoke and mirrors, that's all it was. Poseidon REFUSES to allow you to think you have an advantage and tries to kill you with his strongest attacks but even then, its not enough.

A draw, your battle ended in a draw. He can't believe it, as he kneels down on one leg bleeding and holding onto his trident for support as you pant heavily on the other side, your throat burning but you still have the bright gaze in your eyes, the eyes of someone who just humbled a God. He was in denial at first, then he was angry. Destroying everything in sight at the humiliation he faced at your hand. He knew you two were set for a rematch BUT HE NEEDED VENGANCE FOR HIS SCORNED PRIDE NOW. Looking for you all around heaven, he threatened and interrogated many of your human allies and located you inside the greenhouse. It was bright and beautiful day as always, but it did little to improve his mood. The only thing that could is your dead body at his feet, evidence that you were just as every bit of a failure as the rest of humanity.

However he stops when he sees you. The artful way you practice your sword. The calm rise and fall of your chest all perfectly timed to enhance your fighting style and your moves, the same ones you used to tie with him, slowed down and filled with grace and strength. His heart makes his brain forget that you are human, the thing he detested the most in this life, and his anger is replaced with something else. Respect? Admiration?

No, it was none of those things.

In fact, it was something more passionate. More shameful in the eyes of gods. Something that you will soon find is worth than his anger.

- He observes you a lot more from then on. You aren't sure why since last you checked, he had looked down on you like you were the dirt beneath his feet, but you come here at the exact same time on the exact same day, and so does he.

- You don't speak to him, he wants you too. Haven't you humiliated him enough already? apparently not since you didn't even glance at him as you trained and he knows damn well you see him.

- "What are you?" He finally asks as he pushes down his broken pride. You stare at him, your solemn face broken when he asked you that question. "You are not a human," He explains, "You can't be. Humans are not meant to be...to be so..." he pauses and looks down, to any normal person, he looks pissed and like he's gonna attack but you only raise an eyebrow. W-was he being shy?

- "Beautiful." He finally answers, and for a brief moment that stoicism breaks in shock at his words. "You can not be a human. You are too beautiful. Humans can not be beautiful." It takes you a while to find your voice but when you do, you merely keep your composure: "Humans are many things, Lord Poseidon. We are strong, we are compassionate, and, yes, we can be beautiful."

- No, he thinks to himself, humans are not beautiful. This is a fact he's known for a long, long time. Yet, you were a human and here he was, admiring you every day and watching you in utter awe. Only you, he decides. Humans are not beautiful, only you are.

- He hates how humble you are, he absolutely despises it. Do you not have any respect for yourself? How can you allow yourself to think that you're anything like those worthless worms who snivel and beg pathetically at the feet of the gods. He believes there has been a mistake in the universe, he believes you're insulting yourself when you downplay your status and feats. Can't you see? They're beneath you! Humanity is beneath you! He has to fix this. He has to fix you.

- The day of your rematch with Poseidon, neither of you are seen. The gods search for him and the Valkyries try to rummage through your room and found only one shocking clue. A letter left on your bed written by Poseidon, who believes that deciding the fate of Humanity was beneath him and how he had more important matters involving you. He sits next to your unconscious sleeping form on his bed, his fingers in your hair as you sleep so beautifully. You needed to learn to take more pride in yourself, to be taken away from the shackles of humility humanity put on you, and Poseidon was more than happy to teach you how.

Yandere! Loki:

- He was rather unimpressed with your entrance and appearance, honestly. A smirk on his face as he looks you up and down, you certainly weren't wrong when you said you were a human, for that's what was before him. A measly average human.

- Honestly, he feels rather insulted and that this fight isn't gonna be as exciting as he had hoped. That wasn't fair! Every other God got fun humans but him! Oh well, at least he has an excuse to torture a human and humiliate them in front of everyone~

- Summoning his own weapons, he just tilts his head: "You know, interrupting Heimdall was a little dramatic don't you think? If I didn't know any better, I'd say that you secretly put yourself on a pedastal."/ "I do not, I just merely am stating a fact. I am a human who bleeds just like the rest of humanity."/ Loki then smiles: "I'm so happy you think that! Because you're gonna die like the rest of them!"

- His attack is planned in his head, first a chain wraps around you and his other blade will slit your throat and soon, you'll suffer as- "I never said we bled easily." Your voice is right behind him. He looks over his shoulder and reacts in time but when you breathe, he can't act fast enough before of the display of a divine light that surrounds you now. You slice his shoulder and it burns, he holds it and glares at you. You drew first blood, but he'll make sure you don't get lucky again.

- Until you both are exaughsted from the battle and it ends in a tie. Loki feels himself growing weak and his last sight before losing consciousness is you. Surprisingly, when he wakes up, the first thing he sees is you as well. Sitting next to him, bandages on your wounds and a book in your hands. You notice from the corner of your eyes that he is awake.

- You apologize instantly for his wounds, despite the fact it is a literal fight to the death. In fact, your exact words to him are: "I aimed all of my attacks to kill swiftly, it was not my intention to make you suffer like the demons who have met my blade. In our next battle, I will make sure to be strong enough to kill you properly and respectfully."

- He isn't sure what to think of this, what to think of you. But it makes him smile for some reason, maybe he smiles at your foolishness for thinking you could kill HIM (you were close but he blames it on fortune), or maybe he smiles because it's very rare that someone honors him, a God of mischief and trickery, the same way they'd honor more noble gods like his uncle and cousin. Or maybe it was the smile you gave him...yes, that was it. It was your smile that sealed your fate.

- Loki can now be found wherever you are, like an annoying stray who keeps coming back to the hand that fed him once. Maybe he wants to annoy you, maybe he wants to flirt. Anything just to see you change that serious boring look on your face...maybe smile for him, yeah? He just hasn't been able to get it out of his mind.

- But, nah, you're too boring. That's his little pet name for you "His Boring Little Mortal", he'll complain about you but if anyone else was to speak ill, God or Human, he becomes indignant and reminds them of your good traits like your nobility and how you held yourself in battle.

- He's honestly the same when he's a yandere, as I said before, but the key major difference is that all it takes is one miniscule thing and suddenly, he comes more possessive. More protective and more suffocating. Like, he's watching you during a Ragngarok match and you smile at someone. To others, it might not be a big deal but to him, it very much is. Because it wasn't fair, YOUR SMILE BELONGED TO HIM. NOT TO ANYONE ELSE. TO HIM. YOU SMILED AT HIM FIRST SO IT'S HIS! YOU ARE HIS.

You lost the battle.

Your nobility, your humbleness, and your kindness wasn't enough to match the God of Deciet's wit and cunning. Your on both your knees, coughing up blood and unable to move your body as you hear the loud chain rattling of his weapons. You can hear the humans behind you begging you to get up, urging you to fight but you can't, your heart's strength was there but your body's was not. You feel ashamed but at least you can die knowing you did your best. Loki looks down at you, his hands at his sides, and his face stoic in a very unsettling manner. All he has to do is kill you, all he has to do is-"

"...I don't want too." He frowns, crossing his arms and looking the other way. You look at him in shock as the God's outrage as well as the humans. "LOKI, WHAT TREACHERY IS THIS!?" One of Odin's crows, well, crowed loudly.

Loki stuck out his tounge before shrugging, "I don't know, I mean, what am I winning? A step closer to humanity's destruction? We're gods! I want a something else! A prize~" He says slyly. The gods outrage once more before Zeus sighs, knowing nothing can be simple with the green haired god and tiredly asked him, "Fine, what prize must we give you if you kill (Y/n) (L/n)?" Zeus asked, making Loki grin wolfishly.

The arena becomes quiet and Loki kneels in front of you, cupping your face in his hands and tilting your head. What a cute face you're making, so confused and ready to die. He wonders what face you would make if he just...

Kissed you passionately, pressing his lips to your blood covered ones and shocking you and both audiences of mortals and immortals. You don't kiss him back, you don't even have time to think before he pulls away from you and looks at you with half lidded eyes.

Yes, that face is so much cuter on you. He wonders what other faces you could make.

But first, he has to answer the question Zeus asked him, "Why, the only prize that matters to me of course!~"

"(Y/n) (L/n), the Sun Hashira herself!"

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could you do nsfw hand cannons for the hashiras (no muichiro) but with a male s/o

Hashira nsfw head-cannons

Female aligned dni 18+ only

Gyomei is the type of person that will want to wait until marriage but it is well worth the wait he is mostly a gentle dom but if you want to dom him he would let you gyomei is normally super genial not wanting to hurt you during sex but don’t worry it is still a lot of pleasure. Sometimes if you somehow do make the man jealous then expect to have rough sex to the point the next day your legs are like jello. Gyomei has a small daddy kink he also likes to play with your chest or make you sit in his lap

Sanemi is the perfect example of rough sex he is a complete dom with you he is into bdsm and has a knife kink something about seeing you weak and needy underneath him makes sanemi like a cave man he loves to bite you and mark you and he can get really possessive over you he likes to make you cock warm him while your dock is like a leaky faucet he also loves to degrade you sanemi sees sex as a outlet so most times he is rough with you but he can be gentle with you

Giyuu is a switch when he is bottoming he wants you to be rough with him while praising but when he is top he is gentle with you but he has his moments where he is rough if he is angry or jealous then he will fuck you like the world is ending. Giyuu is pretty vanilla but he likes to be choked when he is bottoming he also like his hair to be pulled when he is top

Rengoku is a top but sometimes he likes when your dominant with him he also is into master baiting at the same time he is the best at giving bj’s out of all the hashira he does have a little bit if a size kink and he is into sensation play but at the same time he likes it when your tied up and he is fucking you from behind

Uzui is a top and a dom he has a big daddy kink he likes to see you in feminine clothes fishnets drive him wild he also has a bit of a breeding kink even though you are both men. He loves it when you attempt to ride him and you get worn out super early and he ends up fucking you with your ass up and your head in the pillow Uzui will spank you until you can’t sit right he will also grope your chest and suck your nipples until they are read swollen and sensitive to the touch

Obanai is a top that is ok with being dominated from time to time he likes to leave bite marks on you once he is ok with showing you his face he also likes to make you ride him until you give out obanai has a big knife kink he will take a razor sharp knife and trail it up your chest and down your stomach he also likes to cum inside you or on your face just depends on how he feels

Misturi is a soft dom but a kinky one none the less. She likes to peg you or tie you down and ride you she likes to be the dominant one but on special accessions she will let you dom her she likes to put a collar on you she also likes to make you where panties she thinks it makes you look cute and if you have been a good boy she will let you cum inside her

Like misturi, Shinobu is a dom but unlike misturi shinobu is very rough and more strict if you cum without her permission she will put a cock ring on you and not let you cum for the rest of the night no matter how much you beg her. Shinobu also has a bit of a mommy kink so when she rides you she expects you to call her mommy

#bottom male reader #demon slayer x male reader #sub male reader #x male reader smut #hashira x male reader #kny x male reader #x switch male reader #x male reader #x dom male reader

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KINDA YANDERE HASHIRAS BROTHERS x BRAT SISTER FIGHTING WITH ONIS

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⚠️Kinda Yandere so you can see dark themes

The boys: Kyojuro/Obanai/Gyomei/Sanemi/Muichirou/Genya/Uzui/Giyu/Muzan/Akaza/Kokushibou

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KYOJURO/OBANAI/GYOMEI/MUZAN

"-Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING?????? Back off, he's the Muzan we're talking about, don't underestimate him, for"  This time not only you but your brother Kyojuro, Obanai in addition to the great Gyomei Himejima are dealing with the most powerful enemie.  Muzan has his teeth clenched in hate against all of you.  "- Hahahaha, why no one told me he was so strong and handsome, no wonder he could live so long, he looks young and healthy, too bad I'll have to kill him, sorry  Mr King." You smile at him, winking. Muzan frowns, never in a thousand years he has seen such behavior and affront towards him. In a sharp answer he wants to awake your fear. "- It will be a pleasure to eat your meat." Muzan's tone it's a calm one, over you are his iris, analyzing you, carefully. "- OHHHH, you alk heard that???  Hmmm he wants to eat me hahahaha." The laughter echoes, the words and the shameless behavior leaves everyone baffled." - Honestly, y/n stop it, this is not the time." Said your brother. In a sigh, your monotonous expression towards him would be common, but not in a situation like this, but by lowering your sword hilt you initiate a family's dialogue. "- Kyojuro, seriously,  why are you always repressing me?  Everything I do is wrong for you, I can't say or do anything, "y/n stop it, y/n don't talk to people like that and blame bla bla", when will you congratulate me with something, damn it, I love you, but let me breathe." Muzan totally ignored in a scene. Everyone's thoughts is "wtf."  The improbable happens Muzan is dominated by the intrigue and magnetism of your personality.  "- Miss. Why don't you become an oni? I'd let you do whathever you want to do."  You stare into the scarlet eyes of his.  Again not bowing to him. "- Whaaaatttt?  Me? Be one pet of yours, I don'tthink so? Listen Mr. "I think the world it's mine"...if my own brother, a man full of values ​​and respectable, already represses me, what about a murderer like you? Ok you are hot, but you need a new brain hahaha." Your eyes shut as you move your shoulder in disdain. With this all of them already decided, Obanai,  Gyomei and Kyojuro,  agreed, YOU NEED GET OUT OF THE BATTLEFIELD.. for sure. With the decision,  Obanai comes up behind you and putting his hand over your mouth to stop your "pearls" comes out, he brings you out of the fight.  From the mouths of all the pillars present the conclusions come.  "- She always does that."  Kyojuro with his head down and a red face apologizes about you, as he always does.  Muzan is watching you being carried away, your sole your soles dragging on the ground as Obanai immobilizes you and you're used to being taken out of the field aren't surprised, it's just like "here we go" while this, your middle finger go towards Muzan's eyes, with "a give a damn atitude. "  The King's lips let out a smirk. Your personality it's just so fun to him, the way like you fear nothinfg, even death, it's like you are above normal humans. With this in mind, Muzan has made his decision. It's strange, but he backs off for now, after give some lesson to the hunters, not to the point to kill them...or you wouldn't be satisfied at all. Not that Muzan would care about of what you think... or would? This is going over his head. So darling, soon your abode will not be at the Rengoku's mansion, after all, you can be anything but a tedious creature, Muzan loves strong emotions.  And you are a unique specimen, "sophisticated" as you are, Muzan will appreciate having you by his side to entertain him, or tease him... after all no ones dare to do until now. Get used to being called spiderlily flower. No more sun to you sweetheart...

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GIYU/AKAZA

Giyu, your younger brother and you had a full day where you wielded your swords time after time with success, always together on missions so it's normal that you protect each other, but Giyu, despite all the calm that inhabits him, today is giving you a huuuge scolding , as if you were the youngest one.  "- Listen y/n, what's on your mind, making small talk with oni in order to provoke them even more and run even more danger?"  Being the brat that you are, I fear if one day you get in front of an upper moon." All you do is shrug your shoulders in a gesture of "I don't care."  "Come on Giyu, don't be mad at your sister, I'm just enjoying the present, nothing more."   Giyu looks at you with a "what did I do to deserve this?" expression.  Outside of your house, watching the stars, you could hear something approaching from behind the trees, he was watching you from afar while you were smiling in your fight to the oni that you have killed, and finding exciting how you were getting away from the oni's blows. Eyes showing proudly to you the message in kanji, the ranking top three. You look back at him. Akaza can see your brave attitude, you don't blink even once. It seems you both have pretty much in common. Kill you now?  No. You were Akaza's new research subject. "- Sorry I'm not working now. Long day" You take your eyes from him and back to the stars. Akaza it's just "???????" An angry feeling is going on inside of him, and steps are firmly going in your direction to intimidate  you, while this you just cross your arms. "- Of course this makes sense to you weak human to say this, you are alone and have no chance against me." Looking at him from the bottom to above and with a naughty smile on your lips, Akaza finds himself wondering if you are really fearless or crazy. He widened his eyes. "- What, will you not answer me?" You put  your hand on your chin and hum to him. "- Well, you said I have no chance against you, and…" In silence and slowly you take your arms from your previous position and go close to him. Akaza it's astonished.  The feeling of his arms being caressed smoothly in his tattoos by your fingertips takes him to another level, angry? Amazed? He seems lost in his thoughts and starts to awkwardly retreat a little. And you proceed with your answer. "- But, would I have a chance with you?" Akaza now takes himself out of the presence of the demon which is you, and runs away as fast as he can. But…he can't escape from how he feels... and the flames are burning in his face like a volcano. Listening you laugh in the background as he gets further and further. You can be sure, y/n... this was not his last visit. You will pay a high price for it.

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UZUI/SANEMI/MUICHIROU/GENYA/KOKUSHIBOU

Uzui and his shinning two red blades moving fast as the sound, are cutting through the flesh of uppermoon one, Kokushibou, who regenerates instantly.  So like Shinazugawa and you are also attacking dancing around him.  "- Dude, he has six eyes, how to beat this guy? I'll tell you brother, he's more flamboyant than you when fighting hahaha. Look, you don't have that cute samurai hair that moves during a fight."  "- Y/n, don't start that shit again."  Speak Shinazugawa.  "- Shinazugawa is right, y/n, although I worry about being flamboyant, this isn't the time y/n. I'm more concerned with getting this monster's head off."  "- Shut up, your sewn rag doll."  Your relationship with Shinazugawa was not friendly, after all, you both have a similar maniacal side, as they say, two alike don't match up. While you exchange offenses, Kokushibou watches your movements. Kokushibou has a thing for refined techniques, seeing you hold your Nichirin with such elegance he recognizes it.  "- An elegant technique, you don't waste moves, madam."  "- Uhull haha saw Shinazugawa, unlike you, grandpa, I don't fight badly."  "-Y/N."  Scream Uzui.  "- What's up? I'm being recognized by number one. I deserve some credit."  While talking and distracting, one of Kokushibou's arms falls to the ground.  Your burning blade surprised him.  "- Thank you sir six eyes, now can you let me cut off your head please?" Kokushibou doesn't seem to believe what he hears and sees.  But he can't let his guard down.  Muichirou arrives to help, as does Genya, who starts getting screams to get out of there from Sanemi.  "- Wow this guy is so annoying, brothers are sucks."  Rolling your eyes and talking as if sharing an opinion on a quiet afternoon having tea with Kokushibou.  This phrase has an effect on the number one.  Yoriichi and everything else that Kokushibou lived through as Michikatsu comes to light.  He hated Yoriichi, he understood you completely.  And with your words, Kokushibou found himself distracted from the blows that constantly hit him.  His arm was taking a while to regenerate, Uzui successfully severs another number one member.  Kokushibou has been missing the fighting members. Without fear of what might happen to you, in one of the moves, you grab the number one from behind. "- Mr oni, I want a hug hahaha."  You are hanging around Kokushibou's neck, who could kill you at any moment.  "- Y/N ARE YOU CRAZY???"  Shout Uzui, didn't I tell you that brothers suck?  You whisper to Kokushibou ears.  He and everyone else is paralyzed by such stupidity.  Your body quickly turns around, bringing with the weight of your legs, Kokushibou's body below you.  The position you find yourself in is embarrassing to say the least, but to you it's nothing.  "- Stand still Mister one, I need to cut off your head."  All the hashiras like in slow motion are going over Kokushibou's neck to save you, Uzui's hands trying to reach you out, wide eyes are over you in disbelief.  But the dialogue that Kokushibou initiates becomes persuasive.  "- One more move and I'll turn her into an oni."  Everyone expected the word Kill, not transform.  You, on top of him, place your hands in support on the floor around his neck as your body leans towards his face.  "You can kill me…why turn me into an oni?"  Your words come out along with a teasing smile."- A really interesting human you are…madam."  "-Please, y/n, get out of there."  Uzui's voice is trembling. Of course you don't mind. "- Lord number one, you turn me into an oni, but I'm still going to rip your head off. Shhh, it's gonna be fast, no pain to you, I promise. "  You place your Nichirin in position to decapitate him. It is quickly going for Kokushibou's neck, who suddenly disappears from under you. Actually, he had never fought seriously, the only reason to keep the fight in sequence was to contemplate the show of embarrassment you were putting on. But your expressions were captivating. He is gone. Just the silence around all of you. No choice, let's go home...( Continued) and it's u natural get scolded one after another...

And it's natural you get scolded one after another while whistling on the way home by Uzui. Your lips move silently imitating him as you shut your eyes and hold your head in boredom. Rest time, after your bath on a hot night, just the towel is wrapped around your curves, your smell spreading into the air. Several eyes scan your features. You hum a song while turning to pick up your robes, as slowly the towel falls to the floor, revealing it your body entirely,  to be adorned by moonlight making it even more exquisite to the creature diving into beauty. In a few seconds the intruder is in your room . "- Madam, I see you are uncovered."  He whispers in your ear with his uncommon sword in front of your throat.  You continue moving as if nothing is happening"- And now you're going to cover me in my own blood?" Your tone is sarcastic.  Kokushibou can't help, but lets out a slight nasal smile.  For not even in the face of death you behave like this. Still sweetly whispering he tells you. "- I think I'd rather cover you with something more comfortable." You just feel a hand on your neck…bye conscious state. As you wake up, your skin is beautifully covered by a samurai's black hair. Ah... I forgot to mention... you now have a pair of hands covering you too, and yes…they are more comfortable... you got your credit…"madam."

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#demon slayer x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kyojuro x reader #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #uzui x reader #gyomei x reader #obanai x reader #yandere demon slayer #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer muzan #yandere muzan #yandere kokushibo #kokushibou x reader #yandere akaza #akaza x reader #akaza x y/n #yandere rengoku #yandere obanai #yandere uzui #genya x reader #muichiro x reader

[metalandmagi]

The Real Anime Awards of 2022

Last year, I made my own categories for the Crunchyroll Anime Awards (including worst girl, prettiest protagonist, and biggest disappointment, among others), and it was so much fun, I decided to do it again this year, but with different categories. So without further ado, here are the nominees for the real anime awards of 2022.

Biggest Chad

    Shikimori (Shikimori’s not just a cutie)

    Tengen Uzui (Demon Slayer-Entertainment district arc)

    Marin Kitagawa (My Dress Up Darling)

    Najimi (Komi Can’t Communicate)

    Aileen Dautriche (I’m The Villainess, So I’m Taming The Final Boss)...girl really said “fuck the rest of the harem game, I’m marrying the demon lord him

self”

    Ranko (Akiba Maid War)

Show With The Most Drip:

Rent A Girlfriend season 2

My Dress Up Darling

Ya Boy Kongming

Vanitas No Carte season 2

Shadows House season 2

Birdie Wing: Golf Girls’ Story

Best Trash:

    Rent A Girlfriend season 2

    That one harem sex slave isekai, idk I didn’t watch it

    World’s End Harem

    A Couple of Cuckoos

    The Rising of the Shield Hero season 2

    Love Flops (Yes, I know about the twist. No, that doesn’t stop it from being an amazing dumpster fire.)

Best CONCEPT For An Isekai:

    The Executioner And Her Way Of Life

    Isekai Ojisan

    I’m The Villainess, So I’m Taming The Final Boss

    Reincarnated As A Sword

    Life With an Ordinary Guy Who Reincarnated Into A Total Fantasy Knockout

    Trapped in a Dating Sim: The World of Otome Games is Tough for Mobs

Anime whose OP Goes The Hardest FOR NO REASON:

    Gunjou no Fanfare (”Move The Soul”- JO1) ...this is a show about horse racing...

    Teppen (”Top of the Laugh”- Teppen All Stars)...this is a show about stand up comedy...

    Isekai Ojisan (“Story”-Mayu Maeshima)

    Akiba Maid War (“Maid Daikaiten”- Ton Tokoton Staff)

    Golden Kamuy season 4 (”ALI”-Never Say Goodbye feat. Mummy-D) Yes, it’s technically a drama, so the OP fits it, but we all know it’s more of a comedy. Half the time they’ll be telling a dick joke, and it will cut to this OP.

    Call of the Night (“Daten”-Creepy Nuts) Seriously, think about it. Why does this OP go so hard? The show is about a guy walking around at night. They didn’t have to come for us like this, but they did, and I love it.

Best Couple: I know this used to be a Crunchyroll category, but I’m bringing it back anyway.

Sasaki and Miyano (Sasaki to Miyano)

Yor and Loid (Spy x Family)

Desumi and Fudo (Love After World Domination)

Kaguya and Shirogane (Kaguya-sama Love Is War season 3)

Tsukasa and Hinata (Life with an Ordinary Guy who Reincarnated into a Total Fantasy Knockout)

*This is technically a spoiler, since the show doesn’t start as a romance...so just fyi* Aharen and Raido (Aharen-san is Indecipherable) 

Biggest Surprise

Birdie Wing: Golf Girls’ story

Ya Boy Kongming

Shinobi no Ittoki

Akiba Maid War

Romantic Killer

Akebi’s Sailor Uniform (went in expecting a cute slice of life…got an uncomfortable nightmare)

Smartest OP:

    Chainsaw Man

    Chainsaw Man

    Chainsaw Man

    Chainsaw Man

    Mob Psycho 100 season 3

    To Your Eternity season 2

Most dunked on protagonist:

    Nagomu Irino (Deaimon)

    Kabe-Taijin (Ya Boy Kongming)

    Izumi (Shikimori’s Not Just A Cutie)

    Kazuya (Rent A Girlfriend)

    Ataru Moroboshi (Urusei Yatsura)

    Mikoto Shiratori (Ryman’s Club)

Most Ridiculous Concept For A Sports Anime That Actually Works:

    Birdie Wing: Golf Girl’s Story

    Ryman’s Club

    Gunjou no Fanfare

    Tribe Nine

    Blue Lock

But who cares what I think? What categories would you make for your own anime awards?

#anime awards #questionable anime recommendations #crunchyroll anime awards #chainsaw man #spy x family #akiba maid war #blue lock #birdie wing golf girls' story

[lordoflightning]

WAKE UP UZUI NATION

#uzui world domination #it’s his world and we’re just living in it #kny #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #鬼滅の刃 #kny season 2 #uzui tengen #kny uzui #kny tengen #uzui

[blueparadis]

❝ SWEET TOOTH ❞ + TENGEN UZUI

+CWs : afab-reader,modern au,pornstar au, cafe staff reader,fluff, strangers to fwb to affectionate partners, mutual pinning,indication of open relationship,a/b/o dynamic, alpha!tengen (recessive), pornstar tengen, sub tengen, omega reader, switch reader,domish reader, power play, sub-dom dynamics, roleplay, heat cycles, branding, imprinting, edging, use of pet names,mind break, exhibitionism, praise, teasing, cunnilingus, f-oral, m-oral, blow-job, unprotected sex, knotting & bonding, use of cock ring, overstimulation,consensual sex-recording, creampie, bodyworship & aftercare. +wc : 3k +type : oneshot | tap here to view more.

+. SYNOPSIS : Pornstar Tengen Uzui got a crush on a girl,so he decides to pave her way in his world.

+. NOTES : this is a part of streamers collab hosted by beloved Eris (@touyaphoria )

Busy streets, bubbling chatters, breezy days yet your heart sank at the thought of working on extra shifts. Being around people was never exhausting for you rather you enjoyed working here, where every day you could see a new face. Perhaps it was you who was worried about your pheromones since your heat cycle is going on. It wouldn't have been a problem because dominant omegas can control themselves during the heat but who could ever have the potential to deny an alpha.

As the thoughts kept lingering in your mind you served meals from table to table, greeting people with a warm smile until a man, who was sitting in the utmost corner of the cafe caught your eye. He was sitting bluntly, staring at the menu card playing with chicle gum. You walked up to him to help him, he seemed distressed but you didn't think of the possibility of meeting an alpha when you're on your cycle. It sublimed from your mind.

“Sir, may I have your order please?”, you enquired and a pair of dark scarlet eyes shifted on you. He had the most lustrous eyes. Even a person like you, who doesn't acknowledge people easily gazed at him a little longer than you should; he did too. You cleared your throat making him aware of his gawking gaze earning a low pout from him. “I - I want something sweet”, he mumbled locking his arms into his chest. You couldn't hold yourself from giggling.

Instead of embarrassing him out, you bit the inner walls off your cherry-tainted lips exclaiming, “Okay Sir but I need you to be more precise than that...” He puts his index finger on a random menu under the highlight ‘milkshake’ while his bubble gum burst with a pop. Without hovering over the table, you waited for a while and took the menu card saying, “cold coffee”. He nodded. It was too much. You immediately turned around exclaiming, “coming right up”

“Hey”, a bold voice halted your steps. “Could you make it two please?”, he asks and you tilt your face slightly giving him a nod. As you entered the kitchen, away from his stares you exhaled out deeply cursing yourself to be such a heated mess. You couldn't calm yourself, it felt like your heart was about to jump out of your chest. After preparing his order you gathered yourself a bit to interact with this charming alpha again.

“here!”, you said keeping two glasses of cold coffee on the table. As you were about to leave he asked you to stop but you didn't. So, a firm hold grabbed your wrist. As you turned around he immediately released his hold. “Sorry, I — I didn't mean to…to do that…", he said apologetically. “Enjoy your— no no one's for you”, he cut you off gaining a surprising raised eyebrows from you. You would have declined it immediately. First, it was against the rules and secondly, you had to work late.

But it's almost closing hours and you wanted to explore him a little more. “so, you're treating me now?”, you replied tartly making yourself comfortable on the opposite seat. He didn't speak instead he started to enjoy the cold coffee. Your lips curled up at the corner as you did the same. “How long have you been working here?”, he asked with an exhaustive tone, melting on the table. His buffy arms covered his beautiful face yet his eyes still looked at you for waiting for an answer. “Uhh yes almost more than a year ”, you exclaimed in a low voice and he hummed in response.

His eyelids barely kept up, it was dropping occasionally. Few hair strands fell over his eyes. You really shouldn't expose yourself like that, to an alpha who's about to enter in his heat. But at that moment you wanted to touch his smooth hair and you did. Tucking his hair behind his earlobes you brushed your fingers against his cheeks. He sprung up in surprise eyes widened focusing on you. Probably it was his instinct, he rose for the chair, eyebrows grew closer and he immediately left the place. “So much for treating me!”, you pondered. You noticed his disappointed fading footsteps yet his burning red ears told otherwise.

After he left you noticed that he left his wallet. You were about to submit it to the lost & left counter but curiosity took the best of you. A few credit cards, and a visiting card. It read “Tengen Uzui, your favorite lustrous pornstar” You scoffed thinking about how he see himself or was seen by others. It had some contact information but it would be too audacious of you to use it just to return his wallet. Besides, you're well versed with patience, unlike most omegas. Days passed, he didn't visit. It's not like you missed him but you didn't want him to have such a strange memory of you and hence you craved for his presence, his scent.

He walked into your cafe, dressed in a black suit, hair neatly jelled backward after two weeks. You were in his blind spot so you eagerly watched how his eyes scanned all around the place, searching for something. Another staff attended him but he was gesturing, describing someone. It couldn't be you surely unless he is here to complain which would be a lame-ass move. Breaking your thoughts someone called you out and let you know that Mr.Tengen wants to talk to you. As you walked up to the counter you noticed his broad stature, hands rested over the table.

“There you are … I forgot to tell that day, that you've—you slide his wallet pausing his serotonin talk. He didn't check but judging from your silence he understood that you did. He throws his head down chuckling like a boy saying, “So...?” “Yeah what? What on earth do you expect me to do ... fulfill your fantasies... listen to your blabbering that how people are just in it for sex, how lonely you're”, head collapsing with thoughts yet all you could say was a yes with a beam. And his next set of words took your breath away, never in your life, you wanted to abide by an alpha's words before.

“I've been watching you, for months I guess but that cold coffee was my first visit. So, I was thinking hmm … he clears his throat hands folding into his broad chest inhaling deeply he continues, “that … that how you'd be perfect for my next roleplay stream” He let out a sigh of relief and all you could do is to respond with a “Huh?” He did not just say that out loud right amidst all these hubbubs. Even though no one bothered to listen all the background noise seem to fade. “I'm taking a short break Mitsuri.”, you yelled and dragged the man into the back alley of the cafe disappearing through the backdoor.

Tapping your heels rashly you demanded a proper explanation while Uzui was constantly checking his watch, occasionally meeting your eyes. “You can't just ask someone like that and why it has to be me? Why not someone from your line of work.” He was already so nervous and now more than ever when you didn't stop showering questions at him. “Eh? Isn't that obvious? I like you.” and your jaw dropped at his straightforward confession as you scoffed thinking is he really an alpha? An alpha never bows to anyone, they chase.

“so it's a yes right?”, he yelled as you walked past him. You need time to think but according to him, what is there to think? He kept talking that how it's safe and will be a premium range stream, this & that. Turning around you walked up to him earning a pause. You grabbed his tie pulling him closer to your face kissing him on his cheeks whispering, “I need time sweetheart, time to think.” Tengen was impressed how you didn't tip-toed to kiss him like his other omega subs. He nodded saying, “Yeah, of course here is my contact number: FUCK I CAN'T DO THIS RIGHT NOW!”, he yells and then the obvious happened.

He pressed you against the wall, his broad grips curling around your waist while yours roamed over his nape as he continued to pepper kisses all over your chest. He shoved one of his legs in between yours as you pulled him closer by grabbing onto his collar sucking his soft sweet-scented lips. He breaks the kissing moving onto your pulse point sucking, digging his teeth as you guided his hands under your shirt over your boobs. “I knew you'd be perfect.”, he whispers giving a firm squeez as he rests his head on the cave of your shoulders. “Sorry”, he mumbles and you started to cough.

He held you by the valley of your waist as you tried to calm down, breathing heavily. “Geez so kind of— to mark me just before your heat cycle”, he flinches at your tone. You noticed how wary he was of his pheromones as he maintained a stoic expression yet the way he gently supported you, aided you spoke of his kindness.

“Ah I hate this", a thought seemed to pile up at the back of your head but now you need him to calm down, to stop his exploding pheromones soaking yours. So, you palmed his face rubbing circles with your thumb you whispered, “It's all right Uzui, calm down... I know you're a recessive alpha”, a low grunt reached your ears as you said, “You don't have to be the lustrous Pornstar you know!” with a smile.

And then a day passed. He was waiting outside the cafe for you leaning against his car holding a fuming cigarette in between his hands. He ran his fingers over his forehead saying, “I'm so fucking tired today” “That's better”, you said sitting on the front seat as he locked his side. “Umm How so?", he enquires putting his seat belt to which you replied, “You'll see” he hums. You lean towards him pecking on his cheek ordering, “Now start the car!”He doesn't. He lowers his head chuckling covering his face with his palms. A deep breath and he says, “You should warn me before doing such things...” ; turns out he lives close by.

The room was neat, organized and you were almost impressed, almost. “Did you do all these?”, you squealed with excitement but he conveyed that the credit belonged to one of his subs. You didn't press him further. It's a sensitive matter. He was standing behind you; you knew if you turned around he would immediately throw you into the bed placing kisses all over you. You didn't want that, you wanted to ruin him.

He handed you a packet, probably had some props. “I'll wait,” he said. He was about to leave the room but you said he didn't have to. Within a few moments you two would be buck naked, skin rubbing against each other, soaking in each other's heat so what's the point of being such a gentleman? He watched you as you changed your dress into a lacy set with a mask. Being so threatened by your beauty, he lit another cigarette. You noticed there were few sex toys and that cute cock ring caught your eye.

A devious grin laced your lips while Suzuki made himself comfortable on the bed.“You're smoking too much”, you complained being seated on his lap, unbuckling his belt. You took the cigarette from him and held it in between your teeth as you started to unfurl his tie.

Of course, he didn't resist, he was tired: lucky you, you don't get sucked up in an alpha's raw heat. Even a recessive alpha is feral in his heat and it made you wonder what made him so serene, was it you? “It's a shame that you can't see my face!”, you whispered taking his cock out of his pants discarding the cigarette. He hissed, hands rested on the mattress for support as you leaned for a suck.

“Ready?”, you ask he nods like an eager kid ready to play with his new toy. The first suck made him groan, quiver his legs as he propped on his elbow throwing his head backward as you ran a lap of the tongue along its side. You continued to suck him with occasional strokes and his cock sprung up straight on his lower belly. He leaned forward, breaths unsteady, and taking up the cue you kissed him stroking his cock.

White spurs of precum spilled your hands as he breaks the kiss. You took the cock ring and clipped it around his balls you started to suck again. Now, his hands clenched the bedsheets as you sucked the soul out of him. “Gawd, stop, please... I'm gonna cum ...stop it hurts...”, he could barely speak but you didn't pay any heed rather you stopped sucking recognizing his first orgasm.

You guided his hands around your waist as you kissed him, sucking his lips breaking them with a bite on his lower lip. He was licking his lips constantly, hands reaching onto your lacy pants. “Aren't you an eager one?”, you said closing the gap. He hooked his buffy hands around your plush thighs. Removing the cloth he started to kiss your slick wet folds, his nose nudging your bud making you moan louder than him. “ummhgh you tastes so good.”, his breath hitting your clit as he sucks your bud.

Eyes rolling white, threatening your sanity as you tried to keep your moans down exploiting your lower lip harshly in between your teeth. You swayed away from his mouth, leaving him hungry. Grabbing his cock, tapping onto the entrance you exclaimed, “What a mess you've made...”, as white strings came along as you pulled away. Unclipping the cock rock you sat on his lap. He guided you as he pushed his cock into your juicy gaping hole. His grip on your arms as he pushed a little hard-gained an agonizing moan.

A little movement and it burnt your sweet spot sending euphoric sparks. He is still half-dressed, chest glistening in sweat tie still curled around the nape. He removes your mask and you immediately bury your face into his chest. It's not the cameras, it's embarrassed by looking in the eye right after having him crumble like a sandcastle after a dash of your dominant omega's heat. Tengen couldn't help but started giggling. His cock clenched by your gummy walls as he lovingly wrapped you amongst his arms. “Don't worry there are no cameras today”

You sprung up yelling, “what?”, cheeks burning red as conveyed it's just a test run giving you an amused pout. You complained why on earth he didn't bother to tell you this earlier. To be honest, he wanted to but you were so eager that he couldn't just kill your excitement.“ don't worry baby girl, we can have another round” he said swiftly slipping you underneath him.

He started to push his fat cock in and out slowly, hands rested alongside your face as he coos, “Now I can finally see your pretty face” and kissed you before you could respond. It wasn't just a ‘test run’, it was affection flowing through his veins. You regretted everything that has happened till now. And before you drown in guilt you took the phone from the table.

Jerky hands, rough movements, and moans were recorded as you placed it on the table accessing both of your frames, well most of it. He didn't react to your impulsivity rather he unhooked your bra having a view of your bare beauty. “God, you're so beautiful”, he praises before starting to suck onto your perked nipples. Hands slip underneath you for a better grip while yours curls around his nape.

Taking your nipple in mouth he starts to thrust harder, deeper rusting your senses earning a trail of moans. He groans as you lock your legs around his hips. The tip of his cock hits your sweet spot so much that it burnt, aching walls clenching around him. “It hurts...it hurts,zui—it hurts — pull it out...pull it out”, you scream eyes welling up with tears.

He pauses but you're so fidgety and restless that he holds your wrists keeping you in position. “I just knotted you... it's gonna hurt more if I pull it out”, he slips in making you almost snap but he rolls over the bed having you on top of him, easing the pain a little.

You heavily pant, eyes looking at the camera shutter and then back to him. You start to bounce on his cock guiding his hands around your waist. “oh fuck...fucck”, you scream thrusting harder, quicker with deep strokes, boobs bobbing at rhythm. “you're clenching me so much I'll cum—if you clench me like that baby”, he speaks and next moment spurs of white fluid coat your gummy walls.

You tried to pull out but he lock you in your embrace saying, “Do you mind if I stay like this for a while?”, he asks to huff and hissing. He throws himself over his body, saying, “no I don't” he turns off the phone recorder. He props up, having you on his lap taking your hands, and kissing. It made you nervous. You didn't sign up for this, for this unfamiliar affection.

You buried your face into his broad shoulders avoid his gaze saying, “I'm hungry. Feed me.” His face being close to your ears made you press your ears as he spoke, “We should get cleaned up first.”

“No!” — “we aren't getting cleaned” — “one of us is” you protested.

“I can order food and meanwhile you should get cleaned and I shall help you with that”, he replies. His face his stern. It gave you chills for a moment but eventually you agreed. He pulled out his cock, mixed cum dripping from your cunt as he watched you drowning in embarrassment.

“Woah”, he exclaimed scooping you so easily into his arms heading towards the bathroom. “what's with that face?", he asked noticing your pout.“I'm still mad that you're gonna fuck me again", you mumbled to which he cackled and whispered into your ears, “That's a lie” and pressing a long kiss on your forehead and he was not wrong you thought curling your hands around his neck to pull him into a kiss.

#kny x y/n #kny x you #kny x reader #kny smut #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x you #kimetsu no yaiba smut #demon slayer x female reader #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x y/n #demon slayer x you #demon slayer smut #tengen smut #tengen x y/n #tengen x you #tengen x reader #uzui x reader #uzui x y/n #uzui x you #tengen uzui x reader #tengen uzui smut #uzui smut #uzui tengen x reader #uzui tengen x you #uzui tengen x y/n #uzui tengen smut #tengen uzui x you #tengen uzui x y/n #kny fanfic #kimetsu no yaiba fanfic

[mehrunesdaqon]

❥ Dating Headcanons for the Pillars ♡

Pillars x Reader, Kimetsu no Yaiba.

General dating headcanos, fluff and suggestive too. I made a version with and without Uzui’s wives and there’s no Muichiro because he’s a child so yeah, very sorry Muichirers!

(link) Dating Upper Moons

☾ Uzui

he’s very proud to have you by his side and likes to show you off, after all he could only pick someone as flamboyant and perfect as he is right?

manhandles you around a lot, be it carrying you on his shoulders all the time for no apparent reason or slinging you over his shoulder whenever you’re having an argument or he wants to take you somewhere

very fond of touching, he has to be touching you at all times, will slap or grope your ass with people around he does not care

Uzui’s a very passionate lover and I believe he’s a switch, doesn’t matter who’s in control he just wants to have a good time, and he will

will whine and make pouty faces asking you to ride him, grips your waist and thighs mercilessly while he watches you bounce on him, oh and deep deep moans

☆ Uzui and wives

the wives are always worried sick when you two leave for missions and will nag the hell out of you to take better care of yourself, expect long parting kisses from all of them before you go

lots of stay at home quiet dates with the five of you, with big home cooked meals and cuddling

there’s never time to feel lonely or unloved with all of them constantly up in your business showering you with affection and love

steamy hot baths together, they always start innocent (kind of, Uzui’s always thinking dirty thoughts) and escalate further and further with some touches lower and lower until it’s, well, sex

the sweetest of aftercare routines to ever exist, kisses and light touches over your purple and red angry marks

☾ Rengoku

you’re pretty much his entire world, his most precious possession, his everything

much like Uzui he’s so proud of you he’s going to constantly show you off to everyone sharing a room with you both “Look at them! They’re my lover!”

big fan of sickeningly sweet nicknames and pet names, or even variations of your own name in the most weird ways possible, you’re name is always going to come accompanied by some adjective he thinks suits you (he thinks all of them do)

lives for your kisses and touches, he’s like a puppy getting attention from his owner, pull on his hair or grip his jaw extra hard and he’s going to melt, his pants suddenly too tight... huh, I wonder why

Rengoku likes to give you praise, I kind of sense some worshipping in there but still dominant, he’ll have your face forcefully shoved in the pillows as he chants how good you feel and how good you are just for him

☆ Giyuu

he’s not much into showing affection on public but once you’re alone, specially with closed doors, he’s all over you, clingy and horny

I think he’s jealous, but not the “I will fight” type more like the silent whiny type, he’ll have a frown on his face and a protective hand on your lower back

he’s addicted to your love filled touches and loves all the small things about you and that you do, knows details about you that not even you are aware of, he has your face memorized to the tiniest things, forever burned into his memory

Giyuu’s so afraid he’ll lose you too he cherishes every single moment he has with you, every second, every laugh, every kiss, every lingering touch, every night spent loving each other

to me, he’s the silent type in sex, not completely silent no but more like soft quiet grunts and sighs as you have your way with him, to me I think he gets off on the idea he’s at your complete mercy, to do whatever you please and use him as you need

☾ Sanemi

Sanemi’s a little rough around the edges but oh boy, he loves you so much, with his entire being and more, he might love you for everyone else too

he’s very protective and will probably get jealous often, he’s the “dress slutty I can fight” type, will never ever restrain you but googly eyed fuckers who don’t know better eyeing you up and down will have what’s coming for them

he started to fall for you when he noticed his aggressiveness and appearance didn’t phase you at all, he couldn’t push you away for the life of him and god there was nothing he had you could possibly want to feign kindness to feign you liked him, so it was real huh?

I think he would be down to some semi-public things, it messes with his possessiveness his need to mark you as his own and his only, trying to (but not really) muffle your moans with his large scarred hand, whoever might see or hear you well that’s on them

dominant and rough but secretly a sucker for soft loving sex, peppering your face with kisses and whispering sweet nothings into your ear, loving to hear all the sweet sounds you make for him, taking all that you’re willing to give

☆ Himejima

Himejima is painfully aware of his massive size, so all of his touches are surprisingly feather light, he’s giant, kind and warm the perfect huggable teddy bear

he likes to touch your face, hold your hands, touch your body, all of it very slow and passionate, committing everything he can to his memory

I don’t know if he himself would have a concrete size kink (I do) but something about his large hand completely engulfing your throat gets him going, and if you have a size kink he would be happy to oblige

Himejima isn’t very vocal but he definetely wants you to be, he wants you to tell him exactly what you want how you want it and when you do get it, he needs you to tell him how good you’re feeling, who’s making you feel this good

he likes quiet dates, picnics, just staying together doing whatever, you could not even be doing the same activity but your presence in there with him alone makes him incredibly happy and at peace

☾ Obanai

he’s a sweet sweet baby, likes to bring you small tokens from his missions and travels, loves to match outfits and spend spa days together, he’s just forever mesmerized with the sight of you

Kaburamaru likes you so much and spends a lot of time dangling from your neck that it almost (no, it does) makes him a tiny bit jealous, he wishes he could be a small snake and snuggle to your chest

I think he’s mean when in bed, overstimulation, denial, biting and teasing, yeah he’s a little bastard

Obanai gets off on the sight of your tear stained face squirming underneath him, trying to muffle your sounds and moans because he ordered you to stay quiet, and if you disobey you’re gonna get punished

the very king of aftercare though, no one would ever guess he’s such a mean brat seeing the way he kisses and tends to you so softly like you’re made out of crystals and diamonds (to him you are), showering together washing your hair and kissing your shoulder so tenderly

That took a turn huh? Wink!

☆ Mitsuri

the very definition of a lover who loves you for who you are, all of you, unconditionally

she’s very touchy and affectionate, constantly engulfing you in surprise hugs and throwing herself at you when you enter a room, she’s just stoked that you’re hers

she loves everything cliché that couples do, stargazing, flowers, promise rings, serenades, candlelight dinners, all of it

I think Mitsuri has some mischievous ideas but all with good intentions and only love being the force behind them, she will purposefully kiss your cheek to close to the corner of your mouth or kiss the aera behind your ear after telling you something in whispers in public, all to get you riled up and blushing

she’s a needy lover and doesn’t care for being dominant or submissive, to her the important thing is to make both of you cum and have an amazing time, go down on her and look up to her eyes from in between her legs to make her puddle in your hands

☾ Shinobu

she’s constantly worried about your well being and nagging you to come by Butterfly State to check up on your health, can’t have her favorite person sick now can she?

loves to be alone with you, her favorite time of the day is at night when it’s quiet and silent and there’s no one else around but you two, it’s when Shinobu can be herself and rest from putting up a front every single second of the day, she finds it incredibly intimate

contrary to Mitsuri she’s mischievous but with intent of mischief, it’s less playful and more “mean”, don’t get me wrong she means you no real harm at all but loves it when her hand snakes past your undergarments in a meeting and you look at her wide eyes and pink cheeks, unable to make a sound of protest or others will notice

screamed at you once when you came back from a mission hurt and never forgave herself even though you already don’t remember it, she was just so damn scared, she can’t lose you too

Shinobu likes to play around sensory deprivation and restraining how much you can move, she likes to have you at her mercy and sometimes likes to take the dominance out of you instead of getting it from you willingly, she welcomes the challenge and will make you beg often times

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[dudeandduchess]

"There are tick marks on your dominant arm. Red marks represent how many people you’ve fallen in love with. These marks turn black if the person has died. You gain a white tick mark when you’ve met your soulmate, and it turns golden when you’ve fallen in love with them." You know what's up. Give my some of that 👌 good Giyuu content.

Heyyy, Biz!!! I hope this is alright. 😭 Maybe it’s just me but it feels too... iffy. Or maybe it’s bc it took an entirely new direction than what I wanted last night. 😂

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Giyuu x F!S/O: There are tick marks on your dominant arm. Red marks represent how many people you’ve fallen in love with. These marks turn black if the person has died. You gain a white tick mark when you’ve met your soulmate, and it turns golden when you’ve fallen in love with them (Modern AU, SFW Scenario):

Warning: Slight Angst with Happy Ending, Mentions of Sabigiyuu

The black tick mark on (Y/n)’s right wrist hurt her to look at it; not only because it was a permanent stain on her skin, but also because it was a constant reminder of what she could never have.

No matter how much she cried herself to sleep, or how horribly she cursed at the world, she knew she would never have a taste of what it was like to be loved by the person who was meant for her.

Ever since she was born the tick mark had been the same black color, so every single person she’d met always looked at her with pity in their eyes. At that point, their pity towards her felt so inevitable.

Hell, their pity felt like something akin to clockwork for her. She had become so used to it that she’d successfully mastered the art of ignoring them.

But, really, she wasn’t resilient enough to keep up her impassive looks whenever she tried to ignore the ‘i’m so sorry for your loss’ lines that were hurled at her. It was starting to get irritating, and that was how she found herself packing up her things and moving to Tokyo.

She never would have considered a fresh start, had she not been offered a job as an office worker in Akasaka. And with her sister living there, and in need of someone to watch over her daughter from time to time, she didn’t hesitate to grab the opportunity to move.

But she was sincerely regretting her decision at that moment because, as she scampered out of the train station, she was hit with the realization that someone like her was not a good fit for the big, bad city.

Or maybe that had more to do with the fact that her boss had saddled her with so many tasks due the next week; all because she had to go on an emergency leave to attend to her niece.

With a heavy sigh, (Y/n) hitched her bag higher on her shoulder, then began the short walk to Kimetsu Gakuen.

Once she was there by the gates, a man in a blue track suit greeted her with a nod. “I’m Tomioka Giyuu. Are you (L/n) Misaki’s mother?”

She had to blink twice and clear her head, because all that was in it was how pretty the raven-haired man’s entire face looked. His eyes, especially, were what drew her to him— as they were a pretty shade of blue that contrasted nicely with his hair.

“I- I’m her aunt. (L/n) (Y/n). My sister’s away on a business trip.” There was a brief silence between them, with both of them merely staring at the other— seemingly in a trance, until (Y/n) added, “Do you need any form of ID to verify if it’s the truth?”

“Huh? Yeah, an ID would be good,” Giyuu answered quickly, as if he was shaken from his reverie when she began to reach into her purse; only to notice that she didn’t have any tick marks on either of her wrists.

That fact dampened his spirits, and he didn’t even know why. Because she was essentially a stranger, aside from the fact that she was one of his students’ guardians.

He immediately shook the thought off, instead focusing on accepting the card she held out to him.

However, just as he took the ID from her, the hem of his sleeve rid up his arms. The move exposed more of his wrists to their gazes, which had Giyuu’s own eyes widening at the sight of the white tick mark that had appeared on his skin.

There used to be two black tick marks on his right wrist, which had saddened him immensely; but at that moment, there was a black one as well as a white one there. And he could think of only one explanation for it...

However, as he looked between the ID in his hands, as well as the woman in front of him— most notably her wrists— he didn’t see even the tiniest sliver of a white mark along her skin. So, with a quiet sigh, he handed the item back to her.

It couldn’t have been her if she didn’t have a mark. But she was the only new factor in his life, which would explain why one of his own marks had turned white.

But the fact remained: she didn’t have one to prove that she was his soulmate.

Every ounce of his being wanted to ask her if she received any; maybe in some other parts of her arm— like the inside of her elbow, which was being covered by her rolled up sleeve— yet shyness took over the forefront of his mind and he was left staring intently at her sleeve-clad right arm.

“Is there something wrong, sensei?” The young woman asked softly, as she blinked almost owlishly at him.

And in response, Giyuu shook his head before motioning for her to follow him. He was more than willing to bring up the front of their short walk, if only to hide the blush that tinted his cheeks.

She was too adorable for words, and he would be lying if he didn’t say just how fast the mere sight of her made his heart beat.

“Is Misaki in any sort of trouble? I spoke to Uzui sensei over the phone, but all he told me that Misaki had made something explode in the art room,” (Y/n) began softly, trying really hard to ignore the way that his back muscles moved beneath his clothes. When really, she couldn’t take her eyes off of them— she was so enamored with a stranger that she felt so ashamed of herself.

It didn’t help that the concealer she had put on top of her mark was beginning to feel so thick and sludgy along her skin. She wanted to rub it off, if it would help alleviate some of the discomfort that she felt.

But she didn’t have tissues; nor was it really wasn’t the time to do that, what with her being summoned to the principal’s office.

“No, I don’t think she is,” The young man answered quietly, as he made an effort not to give in to his urges and look at her over his shoulder.

Meanwhile, (Y/n) trudged along behind him, going up the stairs and never letting her gaze drift away from him. The feeling she had inside of her felt so unexplainable; she was so attracted to Tomioka-sensei that it was raising alarms inside her head.

She listened to him drone on and on about how Uzui-sensei was an eccentric teacher who had a way with exaggerated words, but she could absorb none of them; as all she could focus on was the calming sound of his voice caressing her ears.

Her feet followed him up each step, until her heel got caught in a chipped tile— which caused her to grab on to the hem of his jacket.

Immediately, Giyuu turned around to face her, quickly— but hesitantly— grabbing her hand on his jacket...

And it was as if he had been transported back in time.

Flashes of years long past played in his mind; some with images of a peach-haired boy with him, while others were with someone who looked uncannily like her.

Every flicker of a new image in his mind had his head reeling even further. He felt all of the things that the person with the memories felt back then— especially when the said person looked down at their wrist and saw two golden tick marks, right before looking up and finding the same peach-haired boy and the same young woman he’d just met at the present time.

Before Giyuu knew it, he had tears streaming down his face, as his mind slowly went down from the onslaught of memories that barraged him mere seconds before.

His heart simultaneously felt so broken and whole at the same time because, for one: he finally understood what the other black tick mark meant, and the other reason being that he’d finally found one of the people his soul had been looking for after all these years.

All the while, (Y/n) could only look dumbly up at her niece’s teacher, with tears brimming in her own eyes as she tried not to wrap her arms around him— in fear that he had not experienced the barrage of memories that she’d just had.

However, judging by the way his tear-filled gaze softened when it focused right on her, she knew that he had seen the things she had.

And slowly, Giyuu pulled her up into his arms— wrapping her tightly within his embrace as he buried his face into the crook of her neck. His hands, no matter how much he willed them to stop shaking, never ceased to do so— even has he cradled the back of her head and neck with them.

“It’s you. I’ve finally found you, (Y/n).”

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[once-upon-a-scenario]

Hello, dears! Thank you for your works🌺Can I have a romantic and platonic matchup for KNY? I'm pansexual, non-binary, ENTJ, 8w9. I prefer to be a leader or change roles. I like loyal people who don't mind being with me 24/7. Bonus points if they know how to take care of the house! I'm clingy, affectionate and caring. I like to take care of people, praise them, and support them. I always give other people pet names. I'm interested in sociology, psychology, strategies and tactics.🦊

I can easily see through others, but because of this, people think I'm manipulative. I need physical contact. I am a "dad-friend" and during an anxiety attack I can be very protective and domineering. I like deep conversations. I'm friendly and easy to communicate with others, but sometimes I need to be alone. I'm fond of fortune telling, especially palmistry and Tarot cards. I'm a rational idealist. I love to motivate and help people grow.🦊🦊

I really appreciate a loved one and pamper them. I know a lot and I love any information because it makes me feel safe. I always keep my emotions in check. I'm nervous, but I look serene. I joke a lot and flirt with crush because it allows me to relax. I constantly analyze my behavior and the behavior of others, and I'm an absolute puppy for close people. I hope it's not too much or confusing. Thanks!(◍•ᴗ•◍)❤🦊🦊🦊

Heyo, thanks for the detailed request! :D

Romantically, I match you with

Uzui Tengen!

Headcanons:

-he appreciates a lot of stuff about you; he’s an outgoing personality himself, and while shy people are cute, he also likes hanging around with similarly open types. His bombastic nature and your more team-play-oriented, caring approach to things meshes better than expected, especially when you’re both put in charge of a group (read: new slayer trainees and/or Kamaboko trio) together. You’re the carrot, Tengen is the stick, but he keeps things lighthearted enough that you can have fun with him. Though he’s not the ~nice~ type himself, he likes that you’re so capable of kindness and emotional support. It’s a trait he respects, even if he won’t say it out loud so often; he kind of prefers to tease you about being such a ‘’parent figure,’’ but you’ll be able to tell that under the playful comments, he’s actually being quite sincere.

-pampering buddies! Tengen is also *very* big on spoiling any lover of his. You gotta have as flamboyant of a life as he does or else it’s not fair :,) great with physical contact, verbal compliments, and material gifts, tbh Tengen is the whole package deal when it comes to expressions of affection lol (expect to be decked out in jewels if you appreciate that sort of thing). Is a surprisingly coolheaded person, too, making him pretty ideal to have around for anxious moments. He also finds your protectiveness kind of sweet, but at the same time, makes sure to clearly show you that *he* is also there to support you and that he’s not a pillar for nothing; he can take care of himself, so you don’t need to stress yourself out over him. It’s ok to relax a little.

-at the same time, he’s good at giving you space, because he himself isn’t really the smothering type of s/o. Loves flirting back at you (you will *never* beat his sheer smoothness lol) and is actually super into your fortune-telling. It’s something he finds really interesting, and tbh…he’s fond of the Aesthetic of stuff like Tarot. It’s pretty flamboyant-looking to him :,) is pretty keen on figuring out the inner workings of your hobby too, actually, because as much as he behaves as if he only likes the superficial ~look~ of it, he honestly does think it’s fascinating and will often ask you to show him how you do it- or if not, at least read his fortune for him. Your rational idealism is a good match with his worldview, too, because Tengen isn’t as jaded as he likes to behave (he *was* in the corps after all) but he also likes people who are grounded and sensible about it. 

Platonically, I match you with

Rengoku Kyojuro!

Headcanons:

-you’re a leader-type and a nurturing figure; pretty similar to Kyojuro, and he respects that side of you! Opposites attract is cool and all, but sometimes it’s awesome to hang out with people who are similar to you, too. Especially with you and Kyojuro, your similarities actually feed each other pretty well and bring out the best in both of you, so it’s a win-win situation. You can often be seen acting as joint-leaders of any given group, Kyojuro raising morale with his fiery boldness, you offering people emotional support. You make a great team!

-both of you are loyal people and value loyalty, so you’re ideally matched in that aspect as well. You stick together through thick and thin. Kyojuro is particularly fond of your strategic, thinking side, as well as your interest in psychology; it’s one key difference between the two of you. Kyojuro’s no fool but he’s more of the charging warrior, while you’re the planner who helps him form the strategies to fight around, which he really appreciates. He’s also perceptive enough to recognize that you being able to read people does not equal manipulation. In fact, as someone who tends to show a smiling face to the world no matter what, it’s unnerving but nice to have you around- you know when he’s having a hard time and you give him the comfort he can’t seek from anybody else.

-like Tengen, thinks your interest in palmistry/tarot is super cool! He’s not fascinated in the same way as Tengen is, maybe, but he still finds it a really unique hobby and tends to laugh delightedly whenever you read his fortune for him. He’s also up for being taught how it works every now and again, because Kyojuro is nothing if not adaptable to new concepts and he’s pretty fond of learning new things. Especially if it’s his best friend teaching it to him!

#matchups #Mod Eve

[babyybitchhh]

Uzui + Bondage.

Asking if Uzui Tengen likes bondage is like asking if water is wet. It’s not only a natural inclination of his but also a skill he has long since mastered from, shall we say, hands-on experience in both his personal and professional life. His favorite is, of course, shibari. The flamboyant patterns he can make with the rope (and, in turn, on your skin) are so varied that the options are very nearly endless which appeals to him a great deal. Nothing pains this man more than the notion of banality and, believe it or not, even kinky sex can get repetitively boring if the involved parties allow themselves to get stuck in a rut. That’s why the art of shibari appeals to him so much and he’d spend hours at a time ever so carefully rigging you into a complicated series of knots, determined to find the most beautiful position he can contort your body into. It’s a time-consuming process, no doubt about that, but so very worth it when he finally takes a step back to admire his handiwork and you’re strung up like a contemporary art deco exhibit. 

In all tangible ways, Uzui is truly ahead of his time.

His approach to starting these scenes with you always borders on ritualistic and he takes a great deal of care to properly set the mood. He’d choose a room that allowed as much natural light in as possible without exposing you to the outside world. You’re his precious treasure, after all. No one is permitted to so much as look at you too long on the street let alone see you in such a vulnerable state of prone submission. Lit candles would be strategically placed around the work area he’s set aside specifically for you, their flickering flames casting a warm glow across the hardwood floor. He might even light some incense in the corner to really lock down the desired ambiance and, if baby-making music existed in the Taisho era, he’d certainly leave Marvin Gaye crooning at a quiet volume to enhance the overall immersion. But it doesn’t, so he contents himself with making sure the house is perfectly quiet in order to hear every slither of the rope and every little breathy groan that escapes your delicately parted lips.

Deeming his preparations complete, Uzui leads you into the room by your hand and sets about kissing you for what feels like an eternity. Every caress of his lips is deliberate, practiced and incredibly sensual. His hands explore your body, mapping out every swell of pliant flesh and mentally notating which spots he wants to see marred by rope lines today. It doesn’t take him long to have a picture within his minds eye of how he wants you to look by the end of this session and, touching you with a great deal of reverence, he carefully guides you into the simplest position you will find yourself in for the next few hours. He’s ready to begin. 

Petting your skin with adoring encouragement, he painstakingly winds the rope around your chest in a harness style before anything else, leaving the ends dangling over your shoulders for the next portion of this elaborate game. He makes sure the knots are tight and the rope pulled taut over your breasts without obstructing them from view. His breath is warm against the side of your face when he leans close to praise you for being such a good girl for him. He tells you how pretty you look with the rope squeezing around your flesh and how he can’t wait to see the criss-cross patterns left behind when it all comes off.

Your wrists come next and, pressing savory kisses along your spine, Uzui carefully works his way up the length of your arms until he can secure this bit of rope to what was left of the harness. You're completely helpless now with no chance of escape, your bonds as unrelenting as they are unforgiving. You can feel yourself starting to slip in the hazy shroud of subspace. All you can comprehend are the rough palms of his hands on your body, the restraining rope keeping you defenseless and compliant, and the occasional flicker of a candle in your periphery. Your breathing becomes shallow, the tension gradually leaving your thrumming body when you finally give yourself over to the thrill of being completely at Uzui’s mercy.

He works his way down your torso then, carefully creating an intricate pattern of designs that very few other people would have ever conceived let alone had the patience to implement. For better or worse, he is not just anyone and he is meticulous about his work. Every now and again he has to pause to redo a knot or correct the placement of a certain segment of rope but you’ve long since turned into a melting pile of warm butter under his steady ministrations and you honestly start to lose track of time. It feels like only a few minutes have passed since you’d begun this little ritual but it has, in fact, been close to an hour when he eventually feeds the rope through your legs. You attempt to arch when he takes extra special care of spreading your pussy lips so that the rope sits snug against your bare clit but it's useless. The only part of your body you still have control over is your legs and that freedom is quickly coming to an end when he pulls the bindings up between your ass cheeks to secure the end to your bound wrists, effectively locking the crotch rope into place. 

This is where things get particularly hot and heavy. Every minute shift of your body, every drawn breath puts more pressure on your clit until you’re a squirming, whimpering mess on the floor and slick arousal is soaking through the rope. Uzui takes no pity on you though and he ties a new series of knots around your thighs before bending your leg back to secure your ankle there. The rough, constant stimulation of the rope digging into your cunt becomes almost unbearable at this point as it effortlessly edges you right to the tipping point but never quite knocking you over into a full-bodied, shaking orgasm. Uzui makes damn sure of that, very carefully tying your other ankle back in similar fashion. It’s exquisitely torturous and you kneel there, trembling and whining, as he takes a long moment to appreciate the pretty picture you paint at his feet. 

After walking around your prone form a few times and regarding you from every possible angle, he gets to work teasing you with feather-light touches and more of those enticingly hot, demanding kisses pressed to your flushed skin. There’s no rush and, even if there was, Uzui couldn’t be bothered to give a damn. It’s just the two of you here in this room, whatever might be happening outside those doors a mere afterthought in the heat of the moment, and he has every intention of enjoying this to the fullest extent possible. It’s the perfect stress reliever for both of you and he loves nothing more than listening to your desperate pleas for release while you struggle to move against the restraints. There is nothing more beautiful in this world than that. 

Now ... if we’re talking about Uzui being on the receiving end, well. He’s much less particular about the details. That’s not to say he has no interest whatsoever in being the lucky recipient of a flamboyant performance with you at the helm, but the simple fact of the matter is that he could rather easily escape most any restraint. It’s just not as fun being the one tied up when he knows damn well he’s not truly immobile. No. What’s gonna’ get him worked up are simple restraints that he chooses not to break free from simply because you’re putting on such a good show of dominating him. And rest assured, if he felt you were slacking in any way he would simply free himself and take over so he can show you exactly how it's done. At the end of the day, sex is in many ways a fun and exciting performance for him so there will be no shortage of games for you to play together.

That being said, if you wanted to practice tying your own shibari rigs on him Uzui would jump at the chance to be your model. He fancies himself quite a stunning work of art with rope crisscrossed over his thick, bulging muscles and he generally enjoys being your instructor, telling you how to tie certain knots or patterns, or explaining how to make any particular style you’d like. It’s something of a bonding experience and I’d say you’d come away from it with a new appreciation for just how much attention to detail he gives your little bondage sessions. Rest assured though, this is a bit of a double-edged sword because watching you fumble with new techniques gives him a few ideas he might like to try on you in the very near future. 

Again, its all just fun and games. 

#kimetsu no thirst